I once dreamt I was being killed for a whole week. One was of a demon keeping me chained in an abandoned ship, and he would "play" with me by throwing balls of sulfuric acid. I had to run so I won't get hit and he would laugh like a maniac.

I was on vacation with my family.though noone was my real life family, just all different people, but in my dream it was family. I was like a nephew of the dad of the family (or something along that road). We were staying in a house having dinners and talked and that kinda stuff.

So I meet a really hot guy and we start fooling around, but I couldn't get it up because I had to piss real bad and that killed the mood. So he goes home. Next day I was sitting on a bench across the street from a cafe. While the dad of the family was inside of the cafe.. The guy I started fooling around with came along and shot the dad right through the head from outside of the cafe through the window. All while it was really busy at the street. He looked at me, smiled, and walked away like nothing happened. Then I woke up.